He got off her and looked at the terrified woman. "John if you are going to **** me again please use Vasoline, my cunt is dry and it hurts" she sobbed...John pulled her up by her wrinkled tits."Ok, I will make your pussy slipperily mom, if that is what you want"He took his mother to her bed room and told her she was to sleep with him. John said he would not give her clothes and she would be his personal whore."Don't you love me at all John?" she said with tears in her eyes.John stuck his prick in. She said do you mind if I take care of that? I didn't want her to leave my lap, but I told her go for it, she went over and started stroking his cock, he was a happy happy boy! I was turned on from our kissing and now watching this gorgeous women stroking his cock, it was so hot. She looked over at me, I had moved my hand under my towel and was lightly stroking my swollen clit, she smiled and asked if I would mnd lending her a hand. I could tell she wanted to do this for her BF, while I was not. “I told you she was ready. I told you she was prepared. What happened back there was just validation.”I reached across the table and touched Sylvia’s hand. “I’m fine, Sylvia. I was always in control of the situation. Adrian is right, it was like reflex. His training just flowed through my body. I never had any doubt.”He looked at her softly, “Okay? I really do think it is time.” Sylvia shrugged with resignation, then nodded. He looked at me.I returned his look, but mine showed confusion. “Time. .. not. She scratched her ass at that moment and as if she couldn't scratched it hard enough, she grabbed her shorts by the lower part, pulled it down to the half of her ass and ladylike scratched her gorgeous butt. I just stood there, looking at that faboulous, and now pretty obvious - pantyless, piece of ass, thinking of all kind of naughty things I'd do to it if only I could... Somehow, I managed to regain my concentration on the why I was here. I reached for the closet where my shirts.